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Lace feasts on the fading moonlight
Ribbons wind around the seventh chopped digit
My glassy eyes still whirl and whirl
Counting the red streaks oozing from the ceiling
My skirt stings with mossy nips
A rusty hairpin's in my tress
Mom said one's always fair when deceased
So I sew my heartbeat into the doll
Living toward death each step a chime
My toes dance on my shadow's guise
Blood-syrup sweet it drives me wild
Who's singing Sleep don't open your eyes
Living toward death stitch by stitch
I sew bones into the prettiest hem
Maggot-pearls deck the necklace
In the mirror yesterday breaks with a grin
The basement clock stopped at half past three
Mice munch on my leftover fare
A lace glove holds a half nail
It was your good night last spring
Needles pierce my skin like embroidery
Red threads creep on my pale visage
They say life's a penalty
Then let decay bloom a spiky flower
Living toward death each step a chime
My toes dance on my shadow's form
Blood-syrup sweet it makes me wild
Who's singing Sleep don't open your eyes
Living toward death stitch by stitch
I sew bones into the loveliest hem
Maggot-pearls adorn the necklace
In the mirror yesterday cracks with a grin
When the doll box pops ajar
I see my eyes wink back at me
The moonlight in the syringe slowly flows
Turning pain into gentle sedation
La la la decay is the endless lace
La la la death is the sweetest treat
La la la let's live toward death together
Till our skin turns into brand-new lace